Dead Space RP

[Rayleonarde]

Ray chuckled, and patted Aakor's shoulder. "Wonders of modern medicine." He thought for a moment. "Y'know, I still don't know your name. I'm Ray."

[Fenox Helkiin]

"I can't remember mine... Just call me Aakor for now. I already knew what your name was. The security feed has facial recognition software so it red flagged when ever it saw you." Aakor then jogs off towards a deal with weapons and some parts scattered across it. "While I was waiting for people to arrive I started tinkering with some of the stuff that was available to me here." He picks up a grey and red plasma cutter the a rifle of some sort with the same colour scheme of his plasma cutters just with red tribal designs and continues "I made a rail gun and a slightly more powerful plasma cutter."

[Ryan Naismith]

"Hmm... " Leon goes "if the cameras have facial recognition, use it on yourself. That way you can look yourself up in personnel records and stuff."

[Fenox Helkiin]

"I'd rather not. Besides I kind of like that this forgetting who I was thing. It's given me a new start. Who knows I might not be an engineer just some wacky nut job of a scientist made weapons for the wrong people." He says in a slightly glum tone.

[Ryan Naismith]

He shrugs, and says "i would want to know. I mean, it's me, you know? I would like to know what made me, me."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray chuckled. "Y'know, the only 'wrong people' can't really use weapons...'cept for the one's they grow." Ray kicked on one of the monitors. "Oi! Do the engines still work?"

[Farewell]

*zaida gets up walking over to a lab locking herself in and falls in the floor while she looks for a health kit in her blurry vision*

[Ryan Naismith]

"That's my job!" He said "well, at least the shock drive is. Lemme take a look."

[Fenox Helkiin]

"I ran a diagnosis and the things fried. Almost like someone deliberately destroyed it."

[Ryan Naismith]

"Well," Leon says "ain't it mighty convenient that you're 'amnesic'?"

[Fenox Helkiin]

"What's that?"

[Ryan Naismith]

"Amnesia. You can't remember shite."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray blinked. "So...you said the engines work? Any planets nearby? If we can call another ship...maybe we can lose these things!"

[Fenox Helkiin]

"Ahh. I see. I'm not big on the medical stuff. The weapon science I understand completely. Just not the medical stuff." Aakor walked towards the still open door as his rig covered his body up and turned on. It wasn't a normal rig. It looked like it was built to take a direct hit from a missile and keep moving. It was big and heavy. This became abundantly clear as he walked past and the floor shook under the sheer volume of mass hitting it every step he took. The thing was built like a tank.

[Farewell]

*zaida looked at the picture of the wall showing a map of the ship she was in* "ship 116 huh?" *she stands limping over* "okay.. We're is the control room..?" *she squints at the paper*